This morning
I got up, did some stretches, weights, and then meditated for five minutes.

I have
fallen away from the beauty and contentment of the path less traveled, and become
lost among the masses that trod the well-worn road that inevitably leads to anxiety
and discontent ((Duhkha.)

I am over the
hump of my seventies and seem to be aimless.
I am reacting instead of acting; I am focusing on things I have no
ability to change; the stream of the world is flowing by around my ankles and I
am stomping at the waves; I have lost my mindfulness – and it is time to return… to Zen.

It is not a
distant journey; it is only one step.

As I move
back to mindfulness, I will post the journey.

Zen reminds
us that if we don’t see the beauty and mystery of our present life – our present
moment; it is unlikely we will live in the beauty of any moment of life.

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